"How did she die?" the old lady asked in a low voice.

Su Bai looked at her holding the child's hand, and the joints were clearly distinguished because of the force. He thought of the old man holding his hand before, and he realized it later.

In fact, it is not only the children who are thin, but these two elderly people are also very thin.

This is probably why the old man knew that he had 100,000 yuan, and that was so urgent.

The family is not doing well.

"I don't know the specific details. You can contact the police station of Xijiang City. They have files there." Su Bai shook his head and said, "I just know that she has passed away."

"Ha, it's good to die outside." At this moment, the old man suddenly sneered and then looked at Su Bai, "You are friends with her, and probably they are not a good thing. You will leave here tomorrow morning."

After saying that, he went into the inner room.

Then, the old lady nodded at Su Bai and pulled the little boy into the inner room.

Then the door lock was locked, and Su Bai was the only one left in the hall.

Seeing this, Su Bai smiled bitterly, then found a place to sit down.

He looked around and found that the hall looked a little old and dust was everywhere in the cracks.

In the corner of the living room, there is a shabby dining table. The surface of some parts on it looks a bit smooth and there are traces of patina. It is obviously used for a long time.

In addition to this dining table, there are only some rural bamboo baskets, dustpans and the like left in the living room.

This is an ordinary farmhouse, and it is a very poor farmhouse.

Su Bai looked in the hall for a while, then raised his arm and pulled up his sleeves.

At this time, the red dots in the golden coffin on the left arm appear very active and are constantly moving around the golden coffin.

Looking at the active red dot, Su Bai felt in his heart that something seemed to be inside the red dot.

Then, his heart moved, and a small transparent ball was spit out from the red dots.

After spitting out the small transparent ball, the red dots melt on the coffin like ink encountering a piece of paper.

In addition to the black patterns before, there was a trace of blood-red patterns on the entire golden coffin.

Su Bai twisted a transparent ball on his arm, and he was slightly confused.

Is this the magic iron?

After pinching the ball, Su Bai felt that this thing was a little q-split, making it difficult for him to believe that this thing was the so-called magic iron.

After all, iron is cold, so this thing is more like rubber.

Especially this thing looks very small, a little smaller than the fingernails of his little fingers.

"How should I use this thing?" Su Bai thought to himself, holding the transparent ball.

"Pop~" Suddenly, the sound of bubble bursting came, and the transparent ball burst.

The magic iron... was crushed?

Su Bai opened his mouth, but before he could react, there was a black iron piece on his hand.

At this time, he felt a sudden feeling in his heart.

The ball just now is actually a carrier. Only when you pinch it can real props appear.

Looking at the heavy iron block in my hand, it was not round at all.

Su Bai felt that if he saw this thing on the road, he would not pick it up.

"Sense the special props produced in the golden coffin: magic iron, which requires blood activation and use."

Just as Su Bai was thinking about how to use this thing, a message appeared in his mind.

After sensing this information, Su Bai did not hesitate, picked up his finger and took a bite in his mouth, allowing it to leak blood.

Then he approached his fingers onto the magic iron.

Then, something strange happened. The black magic iron suddenly started to squirm like a living thing, slowly approaching Su Bai's finger.

When the two were in contact, Su Bai felt a coldness on his fingers, and the blood that had just flowed out immediately disappeared.

It was at this moment that an inexplicable feeling suddenly came to his heart. The ugly iron block in front of him seemed to have become a part of his body and could be controlled at will.

Su Bai looked at the demon iron and thoughts moved.

The magic iron suddenly squirmed and turned into a small claw hammer.

Then, the claw hammer turned into Zhao Mingshan's appearance, and then it turned into Su Bai's own appearance.

Looking at the "figure" in his hand, Su Bai knew clearly how this thing was used.

He took out his backpack from the side, took out the claw hammer from the side of the backpack.

Then, Su Bai put the magic iron in his hand close to the claw hammer.

When the magic iron approaches, it is like life, stretching out a tentacle, approaching the claw hammer, and gradually integrating into it.

There were some ordinary claw hammers before. After being blended with magic iron, the surface began to become a little dark and looked natural.

After doing all this, Su Bai's expression suddenly relaxed.

Now that he has this magic iron, he no longer has to worry about the so-called hostility.

"Or why I'll make you happy and happy hammer in the future." Su Bai looked at the claw hammer in front of him and thought to himself.

This hammer hammering on others can suppress the anger in his heart, which is considered a real nominal happiness hammer.

But after thinking about it, Su Bai gave up.

This name is a bit too ugly.

"Ah!!!" At this moment, a cry suddenly sounded outside, just like an old cat crying, making people feel creepy.

"Call me, I know how to shout every day." At this time, a low scolding came from the inner room.

The door was opened, and the old man walked out of the house and walked towards the back of the living room.

Along the way, he didn't even look at Su Bai, obviously he was still caring about the previous things.

"Parr..." Then, a sound of water coming.

Only then did Su Bai realize that behind the living room was the urine bucket.

Then, not long after, the old man finished going to the bathroom, walked out from the back of the living room, looked at Su Bai, and said coldly: "Remember, don't open the door, or you will be dead."

After saying that, he walked into the inner room.

Bang!

The inner door was closed again.

Su Bai looked at the closed door and frowned slightly.

He guessed that eight out of ten were a resurrection person.

But he didn't know why the people here didn't care so much about the resurrection, just closed the doors and windows.

Even in crowded places, there are people walking outside.

Su Bai felt that he was missing something critical.

Will the resurrection kill people?

Generally, they will kill, and the more time goes by, the higher the probability of the resurrection.

Especially, Su Bai felt the unconcealed malice before.

He felt that the resurrection would kill people.

But why aren’t people in the village afraid?

Thinking of this, Su Bai suddenly felt that he had caught something.

A guess came to his mind.

This resurrected person has never killed anyone in the village!

Could it be that she only killed people outside the village?
Chapter completed!